Chapter 16 My soul has left my body, how can I still be alive! ?

Yes, if you don’t convey your feelings, how can the other person know your true thoughts?

"No, I didn't say that." Qi Xiang looked at Li Ping'an in confusion. A policeman who could remain calm in the face of vicious criminals might become at a loss when being misunderstood by his relatives.

"What should I do Ping An? I forgot to tell my brother. Will he forgive us?"

It turned out that he had been wrong all along, because he had not conveyed his feelings well.

Is there any chance of redemption for him?

"Brother Xiao Qi, don't worry." Li Ping'an comforted him, "Just tell your brother nicely. When he finds out, he won't blame you."

Yes, as long as my brother knows that there is someone waiting for him at home, he will definitely be willing to go home.

Qi Xiang's eyes lit up, then dimmed again, "But now I'm dead, how can I tell my brother these words from my heart?"

die? Li Chengfeng looked at Qi Xiang strangely, "Did I ever tell you that you were going to die?"

Qi Xiang was confused.

What's the meaning?

My soul has left my body, how can I still be alive! ?

Li Chengfeng found that Qi Xiang had obviously misunderstood the meaning of soul leaving the body, and explained: "Although you are seriously injured, you are not dying. However, your vitality is greatly damaged, and you will be unconscious for a period of time."

Qi Xiang came back to life instantly, "Then how long will I be unconscious?"

Suddenly he had hope again, and he couldn't wait to know how long it would take him to wake up. He wanted to see his brother and tell him everything he wanted to say.

Li Chengfeng calculated with his fingers and said, "Not long, about twenty years."

Oh, twenty years.

What! Twenty years?

Twenty years later, who will remember him? What’s the difference between this and being dead?

Qi Xiang was completely numb.

Perhaps the expression on his face was too sorrowful. Li Chengfeng thought for a moment and added, "If you want to wake up earlier, there are ways."

Qi Xiang suddenly perked up, "What's the solution?"

Yes, he said, modern medicine is so advanced, it will definitely help him wake up as soon as possible.

Li Chengfeng said seriously: "You saved Ping An's life, so I can help you refine a pot of elixir. Although it is a bit troublesome to make elixir that helps mortals change their fate and prolong their lifespan, it is not a difficult task for me."

Qi Xiang: ...Wh, what medicine? Pill?

What kind of elixir can save a seriously ill patient who has been in a coma for twenty years? Qin Shi Huang's elixir?

Instead of believing in some illusory elixir, we might as well pray that modern medicine will perform a miracle in the next twenty years.

Qi Xiang was obviously a little disappointed after such a false alarm, but he quickly adjusted his mentality and persuaded Li Chengfeng righteously: "Uncle, you are already an adult. Read less novels. It will be of great help to your mental state..."

Facing Qi Xiang's mumbling, Li Chengfeng snorted lightly, raised his hand, and sent his soul back into his body.

There is no need to explain too much to such a foolish mortal. Once the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill is refined, he will naturally reflect on his ignorance with tears.

Since it has been decided to make medicine for Qi Xiang, the raw materials are essential.

Early the next morning, Li Chengfeng took Li Pingan to the pharmacy to buy medicinal herbs.

Tongjitang,? ? It is a well-known time-honored brand in China's traditional Chinese medicine industry, with a complete range of fresh and pure medicinal materials.

Tongjitang in City C is a century-old store located on Tianfu Avenue in City C. It is a three-story antique building.

Pushing open the glass door and entering the building, the lobby on the first floor is brightly lit, with various Chinese medicinal materials displayed in the windows, and shopping guides enthusiastically guiding people around and promoting their products.

Seeing Li Chengfeng and the other person coming in, a shopping guide immediately stepped forward and said, "Hello, sir. What would you like to buy?"

Li Chengfeng gave the list of herbs he needed: "I want sixty-year-old Xianhu Lanyun, a hundred-year-old He Shouwu, a thousand-year-old ginseng, a ten-thousand-year-old Lingzhi grass, as well as the red lotus stamens that bloom at the summer solstice, and the snow lotus seeds that form at the winter solstice."

The shopping guide's smile froze on her face. What the hell? How many years old was the Ganoderma lucidum he said it was?

Could this person be here to cause trouble?

And looking at the way he is dressed, even if such expensive medicinal herbs are sold here, can he afford them?

"Sir, you are joking." Guessing that the other party was most likely not a target customer, the shopping guide's attitude suddenly became cold. "We have all the Chinese medicinal materials you mentioned, and they are of this year. Are you sure you are right?"

Li Chengfeng naturally heard the doubt in the other party's words, but he didn't bother with her. He said calmly: "Just bring the oldest one you have."

If the years are not enough, the pills refined will naturally be inferior and the pill-forming rate will also decrease. But it doesn't matter, he can just think of other ways to make up for it.

Oh my, this guy is so arrogant.

The shopping guide secretly rolled her eyes, and no matter how unwilling she was, the other party was also a customer, so she had to run to get the medicine reluctantly.

Tongjitang is indeed the largest Chinese medicine store in City C. All of its medicinal materials are over a hundred years old. After taking the medicine back, the shopping guide was obviously very proud and introduced his store's treasures to Li Chengfeng with a business smile.

"Sir, look, this 100-year-old Polygonum multiflorum is wild. Look at its appearance, and it's only sold for 300,000. This is a bargain price... and this 200-year-old ginseng, although it's not 1,000 years old, but do you know how rare 1,000-year-old ginseng is? It's so rare that a wealthy businessman in Hong Kong spent 200 million to buy a 1,000-year-old ginseng three years ago. The ones in our store are already the best in City C, and they're only sold for more than 3 million..."

As for the ten thousand year old Ganoderma lucidum, you are kidding me. China has only a five thousand year history. Where could she get a ten thousand year old Ganoderma lucidum? Isn't this ridiculous?

The shopping guide wisely avoided the topic of the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and changed the subject: "So, our store's collection is still very rich. To be frank, it's not that I look down on other colleagues. If we don't have the Chinese medicinal materials you want, other stores definitely can't provide them. What do you think? Are you satisfied?"

After saying so much, her mouth was dry and the shopping guide was waiting to see Li Chengfeng make a fool of himself. After all, based on her past experience, ordinary people could not afford these precious medicinal materials at sky-high prices.

Unexpectedly, Li Chengfeng glanced at the herbs in front of him. Although he frowned, he still said, "The age is a bit off. Let's pack them all up."

What? He was planning to take them all!

Could it be that I really met a big client?

The salesperson's heart was beating like a deer, and he suddenly became energetic. "How do you want to pay? Card or mobile payment?"

Li Chengfeng thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have a pen?"

Pen? Do you want to write a check?

The salesperson jumped up, "Yes, yes, yes!" He trotted behind the counter and took out a pen, respectfully handing it to Li Chengfeng with both hands, "This is the pen you wanted."

Li Chengfeng took the pen, took out a piece of paper from his arms, placed it on the glass cabinet, and wrote smoothly and fluently in one go.

The shopping guide looked at him with burning eyes, as if he saw a pile of bonuses waving at him.

She took the paper from Li Chengfeng with trembling hands and looked down at the contents on the paper.

Nice handwriting! This was her first reaction after seeing it.

It is said that a person's handwriting reflects his character. I never expected that a person like this could write such ethereal and beautiful handwriting.

Then she discovered something was wrong.

How is this not a check?

The shopping guide read out the words in front of him word by word: "Nine-turn Resurrection Pill Recipe?"

What the hell is this?

The smile on her face was about to fade away, and she looked at Li Chengfeng and asked, "What do you mean?"

Li Chengfeng: "This recipe is enough to exchange for these medicinal materials."

Shopping guide:? ? ?

In less than an hour, he experienced both great joy and great sorrow, and even a shopping guide with a strong mental state couldn't help but collapse.

She really wanted to throw the recipe in her hand at the other person's face and yell, "Why are you pretending to be so arrogant when you have no money!" But her years of professional ethics made her swallow her anger.

For the sake of this month's mortgage, I'll endure it!

She took a deep breath, forced a smile, and raised her voice, "Sir, you are such a joke. Our store only accepts Chinese currency as payment. We do not accept any other payment methods."

Afraid that the other party wouldn't understand, she emphasized the word "currency".

Of course Li Chengfeng knew that buying things required money, but he had no money.

He also wanted to give it a try, thinking that there might be someone who knew the value of the goods in the century-old shop, but he didn't expect that he overestimated these mortals.

It's a pity that no one in this shop knows how to make alchemy, otherwise they would know that the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill has the ability to revive the dead and turn bones into flesh. Using it to exchange for these medicinal materials would be a huge bargain for them.

Now he has a treasure trove, but no one knows its value, which is also a headache.

Li Chengfeng has been practicing Taoism for five thousand years. His martial arts skills are so high that he can get whatever he wants easily. He never thinks about things that can be solved by force, so he has never thought that it would be so difficult to be an ordinary person in modern society.

Perhaps the noise here was too loud and attracted the attention of other people in the store. A man who was obviously the manager walked quickly over from the back.

"What happened? What are you yelling about?" he asked in a low voice.

The salesperson handed the prescription to him with grievance, described the incident with exaggeration, and complained: "Boss, I'm not yelling nonsense, it's just that this customer likes to joke too much, I couldn't help but speak a little louder."

What kind of broken pill recipe could be worth millions? This is not a joke.

Looking at the time, it’s almost time to get off work. I have worked for nothing tonight and didn’t get any commission.

The shopping guide pursed her lips, feeling that everything was going wrong today and it was really unlucky.

Unexpectedly, when the man took the prescription from her hand and looked at it, his expression changed instantly.

He kept looking up at Li Chengfeng, then looking down at the recipe. After doing this several times, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Where did you get this recipe?"

His tone was too unfriendly. Li Chengfeng didn't want to waste any more words with him, so he turned around and left.

Before he had taken two steps, the man behind him hurriedly caught up with him.

"Sir, please stay! Sir, please stay."

Li Chengfeng looked at the man who was blocking his way and said calmly, "No need to say more. If you don't want to exchange, I will change to another one."

The man was stunned when he heard this, and blurted out: "Who said I won't change? Change, I must change!"